L.l ratchet taking care of his sick reader youngling who caught a virus. ( This was discussed ahead of time with petite)
This was it. You were dying, you were absolutely certain of this. Never had you felt so yucky, so hurt, so sick... You weren't going to see the new stars or planets, you weren't going to experience amazing adventures with your sires and the rest of the Lost Light's crew.
You were currently in medbay, being inspected by your carrier, the one and only famous Autobot medic, Ratchet.
"Carrier, I don't think I'm going to make it...!" You coughed weakly, the act itself hurting your intake, "Tell others that I love them and that I leave my collection of-!
"For Primus' sake, you aren't dying!" Ratchet grunted as he looked at you, "You just caught a small virus."
"But I feel so awful!" You pouted, and he shook his head, "This is the first time you're sick like this!"
"Well, I hate it!"
"I'm just going to give you some medicine and order you to bed rest until I say otherwise-!"
Your carrier didn't get to finish his sentence when the door to medbay slid aside and his Conjunx and your sire, Drift, entered the room.
"My little sparkling!" The swordsmech cried out as he quickly made his way to you and hugged you closely against his frame.
"You aren't dying, are you?" He looked at Ratchet, "They aren't dying, are they!?"
"Primus, you really are related...!" Ratchet rolled his optics at his Conjunx and you, "It's just a small virus that goes away with medicine and rest."
"Oh," Drift blinked and then smiled at you, "You're going to live!"
"Barely!" You cried out, and your carrier was losing his patience with you and his Conjunx, but he took a big calming breath and got the medicine for you, which was actually a nasal spray.
"Inhale this through your nose and drink a lot of fluids. Your sire will take you to your room, and I will come check on you before night shift starts."
"Okay..." You nodded as you took the little spray bottle, "Thank you, carrier..."
"You're welcome." Ratchet nodded and then looked at his Conjunx, "Take them to their room to rest."
"As you say, my love!" Drift nodded, quickly reaching to peck the medic's cheek, and then he picked you up with ease and started to carry you out of the medbay.
"I think I have some healing crystals that should speed up your healing and-!"
You hummed as you listened to your sire talk about crystals and cleansing rituals, but you were getting too tired to stay up anymore... And before you or Drift knew, you had fallen asleep in his arms.
Hearing your breathing to quiet down, the swordsmech glanced at you and smiled at your sleeping form. Carefully, he opened your habsuite's door, carried you to your bed, and gently tucked you in.
"Rest, my dearest sparkling." He whispered as he kissed your temple, "Sire keeps you safe and carrier healthy."